THE COW HE CAME TO BUY

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Chapter 22

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I could barely hear him over the blood in my ears.

"How long ago?"

"Maybe an hour."

"Which road?"

Oscar pointed south.

Toward Kestrel Flat.

I ran into the cabin.

My father's old saddle hung from a peg.

I dragged it out.

We still had one mare, Birdie, fifteen years old and too bony for much speed.

I saddled her with shaking hands.

Oscar followed me.

"Mama, is Clover coming back?"

I pulled the cinch.

"Yes."

I did not know that.

But some promises are made before certainty because the person hearing them needs your courage more than your honesty.

I mounted.

"Go to Mrs. Talbot's."

"But..."

"Now, Oscar."

He ran.

I kicked Birdie into the road.

As the mare gathered herself beneath me, I understood exactly what Curtis had done.

He had found the oldest wound in our family.

And reopened it with a rope around Clover's neck.

PART 4: THE THING CURTIS NEVER UNDERSTOOD

I found Curtis two miles south of Kestrel Flat.

He was walking beside Clover.

She moved reluctantly, head low, rope in his hand.

A wagon stood farther down the road.

Two men waited beside it.

I recognized one as Silas Kern, a livestock trader who bought poor animals cheap and sold them wherever he could turn a dollar.

Rage sharpened the whole world.

"Curtis!"

He turned.

Birdie was lathered by the time I reached them.

I barely waited for her to stop before dropping from the saddle.

"What are you doing?"

Curtis looked startled.

Then defensive.

"Rosalie, listen."

"Give me the rope."

"I'm helping."

"Give me the rope."

"Kern will pay fifty-two dollars."

"I don't care if he pays a hundred."

Silas Kern shifted beside his wagon.

"Didn't know there was trouble over ownership."

"There isn't," I snapped. "The cow is mine."

Curtis tightened his hand around the rope.

"Fifty-two dollars, Rosie."

"Do not call me that."

"Your roof needs work. Oscar needs clothes. You've still got debt."

"I paid the bank."

"You owe Brandt."

"That is wages."

"It's money you owe a man."

"And selling my cow without permission is theft."

Curtis's face reddened.

"I'm your husband."

"No."

"I was."

"Exactly."

Silas cleared his throat.

"I think I'll leave you folks..."

"You stay," Curtis said.

Silas looked at me.

"I'm leaving."

He climbed into the wagon.

Curtis swore.

The wagon rolled away.

Curtis turned on me.

"Do you know how hard it is watching you take money from Brandt?"

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